I had a seriously crazy dream last night involving:
- an old high school boyfriend
- Neil Diamond
- toe rings
- a de-aged brother-in-law
- high school marching band
I can’t even begin to explain all of it, but I will say that Neil Diamond had taken a page out of Jane Seymour’s book and started his own line of jewelry called “Diamond Love”, and the father of a friend of mine had surprised his wife with His/Her toe rings from this collection for their wedding anniversary.
It was sausage pizza, by the way. That always seems to be the riskiest topping for midnight pizza snacks.